Ming Taizu once said, build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slowly become the king. It can be seen that food is important for conquering cities and conquering cities, marching and fighting. This is to build a wall and build a city, Yang Fan plans to slow down first, after all, there is not much surplus food on hand now. It's warm and rainy here, which is suitable for the growth of crops, and now it is expected to harvest a wave of grain before winter. At that time, it was very appropriate to enclose land and build a city.

Huahua followed behind Yang Fan, and was taken aback when she saw Yang Fan's base so orderly, especially the skillfulness of those farmers in cultivating and cultivating, which made her even more dumbfounded.

Farming, maybe everyone can plant, is not just digging a pit, sowing a seed, and then waiting for the harvest. In fact, there are still a lot of particulars, such as what land, what kind of seeds, how much interval, how much water needs to be irrigated, and how much fertilizer is applied. Yang Fan is glad that his camp tent is in the center and he can't smell any peculiar smell, otherwise it really smells of poop when he eats and sleeps, and it's terrible to think about......

There are many of them, and the most terrible thing is the spread of infectious diseases. Fortunately, it is relatively close to the sea, and the weather is hot, so there is no need for Yang Fan to say more, after work during the day, these men all ran to the sea. These men have been inland all their lives, and they have never seen the sea, rolling in the waves.

The logistics work is now coordinated by Li Yuhuan. Clothing, food, and water were distributed to households, and within five days, they were in order.

"Sir? Is it older than the chief? Flowey asked a very childish question. That Abang was devoted to watching the farming, and anyway, there were no tribesmen to make trouble, and he was happy to be idle. And Huahua, since Yang Fan gave her a crystal glass bottle, she immediately improved her attitude towards Yang Fan. As the old saying goes, women are naturally interested in shiny things.

"It depends on what kind of lord, some big lords should be bigger than the chief, but some small lords, like me, don't grow up as chiefs." Yang Fan sat in a shady place, watching the scene of working in the fields and waving ten thousand hoes, which was indeed the most beautiful laborer. A capable man has already sown a few acres of land.

Huahua held the glass bottle in her hand and said, "You, deceitful!" She really wanted to say, she really wanted to say that the number of tribes that those little chiefs could lead was only a few thousand, and Yang Fan's command could be 30,000 people, how could it be said that they were smaller than the chiefs. However, her expression skills are limited, and at this time, she complained that she had not learned Chinese well.

"Where did I lie? Don't look at me now, it seems that I can call out to these 30,000 people, and once I go back, some people can cut off my head with a word. Yang Fan made a motion to wipe his neck. Flowey asked, "Then are you going back?" ”

"I want to go back." Yang Fan didn't think about it. Although he felt very satisfied with such days, "I want to go back." He repeated one side more. Why? ”

"Flowey, I ask you. If you are on the other side of the sea, you will eat and dress better than you are in the tribe. By the way, there are bottles like this, you can pick them, but the premise is that you have to leave here and go to the other side of the sea, would you like to? ”

Huahua thought about such a long sentence for a long time, but finally shook her head firmly. "I don't want to."

"You see, even your grandfather is reluctant to go back, and on the other side of the sea, there are things I care about, and I will look for a way back like some of your ancestors." Yang Fan was a little jealous of this woman whose body was mature and her thoughts were still so naïve, and she was jealous of the simplicity of her life.

"My Chinese is very bad, can you teach me?"

"Yes, in this way, you also teach me some indigenous languages, and we communicate with each other, and you get used to it." Yang Fan replied.

"Good!"

"How do you say hello?" Yang Fan asked.

"Hey West."

"Say thank you?"

"Miscellaneous Gollum."

“……”

“……”

Under the sun, Sun Yi, who was discussing with Sun Yuanhua about building an arsenal and preparing materials, glanced at the two people who were "talking about love" under the tree, and complained: "People are treated differently. As he spoke, he subconsciously let go and wiped his sweat.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking at!" Sun Yuanhua, who was carrying a stone, almost smashed the stone on his foot, and muttered, "No, no." If this continues, my old bones will fall apart. Ming'er has to ask the Li family boy for a few people to come over, otherwise he will rely on fools and have to work until the year of the monkey. ”

Sun Yi, who was still in envy, jealousy and hatred, heard the old man's complaint, and suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "Old bald donkey, who are you scolding? ”

"Scolding whom? Scold the fool who doesn't work! ”

……

There was a lot of noise here, and it didn't stop there. Zhang Yao scratched his scalp, broke the beautiful atmosphere under the tree, and said, "Sir, that soil ...... The chieftain of the tribe asked for an audience. ”

"He's coming to see me?"

"Well, that's what Abang said, and now he's negotiating with those tribesmen." Zhang Yao said, "Sir, go and have a look." The tone of the voice seemed to be very intense, and I couldn't understand what they were saying. ”

Zhang Yao hurried over with Yang Fan. Sure enough, the old chief was standing there, with a dozen tribesmen behind him. Seeing that Abang was disrespectful, the young leaders began to move, constantly pushing Abang. Flowey hurriedly ran over to protect Abang.

"Did they say anything?"

Abang made a crazy face and said, "This group of wolf cubs said that they want to thank you, sir, and want to submit to you." Don't take their word for it, these cunning people told our tribal leader the same thing in the first place, and we found out that they were still in contact with the people of the Haori tribe, so we didn't pass on the farming techniques to them. ”

"Huahua, you ask them, why do you want to submit to me?" Flowey asked in the indigenous language, and then the chief of the tribe muttered a lot, then knelt down and held one of the horns in his hand on his head.

He said. You, saved the tribe. He believes that you can bring hope to the tribe, and from now on leave the Haori tribe and submit to you. Huahua said to Yang Fan.

"You tell him that if you want to learn farming, you can come and learn at any time. There is no need to submit to me. Yang Fan glanced at the hesitant Huahua and urged, "That's it." ”

Flowey hesitated for a moment, then translated like the chief. After listening to what Huahua said, the people who knelt down together raised their heads in surprise and looked at Yang Fan in surprise. The old chief said a great deal of things, then raised the horns of the bull on his head, and gradually bent down, and reverently pressed his head to the ground.

"What did he say?"

"He said he was still willing to submit to you, and if you didn't accept to be their leader, he would have to ......" Flowey swallowed a little. What can it be? ”

He said...... Only...... Pick up the spear and die, and the Han people of our Sanqing tribe will die together. This word was just learned by Huahua a few days ago, and she used it so happily, Yang Fan didn't have time to be relieved and praised her, but he hesitated a little, not knowing what to do.